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Updated: May 27, 2025
The Minister's winnings diminished considerably and Caesar's gained in proportion. The illustrious financier, on learning what had happened, shrieked to heaven; but he said nothing, because of the secret transaction they had had together. Puchol was dismissed by Recquillart, and with the thirty thousand francs he collected from Caesar he set up for himself.
As Caesar had not entire confidence in Puchol, and did not care either to tell the broker that he was to begin only when the stocks fell, he brought Yarza into the deal. Puchol was to say to Yarza: "The Minister has given the order to sell"; and Yarza would first verify this, if he could verify it; then he would tell the broker: "Sell."
Foreign Loans and Northerns?" "Exactly. Just as before." "All right. The investment, as you can see, is safe," Puchol continued. "I would put my fortune in it, if I had one. There are a lot of newspapers bought; all the financial reviews are predicting a rise."
And the frantically nervous Luisita Puchol, whose eyelids spring open like the cover of a Jack-in-the-box, and whose hands flutter like saucy butterflies, sings suggestive popular ditties just a shade better than any one else I know of. But The Land of Joy does not rely on one or two principals for its effect.
Senor Puchol burst out laughing; Caesar invited him to dine with him, and gave him a sumptuous dinner with good wines. Puchol was absolutely vain, and he boasted of his triumphs on the Bourse; it was he who guided Recquillart in the dealings he had with Spaniards, in which they had plucked various incautious persons. "How much will the Minister's operation amount to?" Caesar asked him.
"And we shall sell much dearer." They dropped that point and talked of other things. Senor Puchol was a literary man and was writing a symbolistic drama which he wanted to read to Caesar. At twelve they said good-night. Puchol was to tell his chief that he had not been able to do any business with Senor Perez Cuesta.
"Since you know the whole situation," continued Caesar, "I will say that he cannot indeed break off with the Recquillarts, but the Minister would like to do business with somebody else, without passing under the yoke of the chief." "He ought to make arrangements with another broker here," said Puchol. "Ah, certainly. I have brought some twenty thousand francs with that object."
The Minister does not wish to break off with the Recquillarts...." "He can't, you meant to say," replied Puchol, in an insinuating manner. "Since you know the situation..." responded Caesar. "Oughtn't I to?"
"No, his operation is all arranged," replied Puchol, and he got out a note-book and consulted it. "It will be like giving away bread. We are going to sell ten millions of Foreigns and five hundred Northerns on the seventeenth, the eighteenth, and the twentieth." "And the scoop will take place?" asked Caesar. "On the 27th." "So that on those days we shall sell just as much again?"
I, on the other hand, play it with a patriotic object." The matter didn't rest there: Puchol, carried away by an easily comprehensible desire for lucre, and thinking it brought the same amount to the famous financier whether he played through Recquillart or through Muller, had made the last bid for the Minister through the new broker.
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